Borders and skirts

Have you ever been to the edge of the world,to the very brink of eternitystood their feelin’ like a child again andthought to yourself aloud “shit, it’s a really long way down from up here, infinity is a pretty dark pit”and pondered, and pondered

….and pondered….

Because I haveand I found that I am very smallSmaller than even a sweet, little swallowflitting her wings with free range of the worldher voice honeyed and palpableI feel it coiling through my hairand I cradle it in my hands

I found that my very quiddityis strong yet submissiveIt is not above me to obey quietlygive thanks that is well deserved andask in pleas for help when I am barely crawling on my kneesin the mud and mossnor is it beyond my short reachto kick and screamand fight for all I hold most dearly